Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue Novels & Stories

"So I'm not cursed?" "Not exactly," the healer said carefully. "But that doesn't clear you either." "Why not?" "Because some curses mask themselves. They hide behind other magical signatures to avoid detection." The hope died as quickly as it had come. "So the test proves nothing?" "The test proves you've been exposed to supernatural forces. But not what kind or why." Ivan appeared in the doorway, looking nervous. He pulled a small object from his pocket. A silver pendant on a delicate chain. "Alpha Soren," he said formally. "Here is what you asked for, the pendant that was found near the tree lines, Blood evidence suggests it was lost during the assault on Alpha Dante."

Adrian bellowed as if that was even a bad thing. Blue had marked me as her own. Hallelujah! Maybe I should open that bottle of champagne. "I don't know what gibberish you're talking about. Yes, she said she loved me, and I don't understand how that is even a problem." Adrian yelled something to Blue in a different language sounding like greek. Blue responded with silence. "Do you know what this mark means?" he asked. I shook my head. "I don't care." "I didn't do it on purpose," Blue said finally.

With every impact of their glowing sword hitting against each other, traces of blue energy sparked and fell. “So this is how a battle between two Divine Knights would go?” Kael heard one of the Grand Knights from a distance. “Blue Dragon Style … Second Form,” Kael heard Lucas casting. “Ice Dragonslash.” The traitor gave one wide swing of his sword, slicing the air. Its curved path created a blue arc, then it blasted towards Kael. He obstructed the arc using Icebane, but the energy was too strong it pushed him back. He took a step backward and then stood his feet hard against the ground.

Although he may not possess the same overwhelming power as the other male, a distinct aura of strength enveloped him. He patted the nurse's back and swiftly left the room. The nurse, now standing before me, held up an injection. Its liquid was a vivid shade of red, and I recalled my mother mentioning that red often contained herbs used to weaken wolves, rendering them fragile and susceptible, typically employed in times of war.

“What's going on?” Isleen immediately reaches my side. "Ahvi, breathe,” Isleen says sharply, her voice cutting through the haze. “You’re okay. You are reaching your magic for the first time, so it's expected to happen. “I think I'm going to pass out,” those are the last words I say before everything goes blank. _~_ <<>> Vance stands before me. His face is distorted in a mixture of pain and anger. His green eyes aren't his own; they look dark and hungry.

The crowd watched as Dakota elegantly sat on his Nine-tailed fox back who successfully defeated the Cursed Gorilla. Dakota smirked. "Frederick hasn't surrendered yet, so why don't my Daisy attack him?" The crowd heard her loud and clear. They were frozen since a while ago when Dakota started attacking. Blue spirit energy was on her hands and that only means she is a Blue Rank Cultivator. Base on how deep the blue is, they knew that she's at the Blue Rank Intermediate level! They were shocked and nervous. Just a while ago, they were giving a lot of hate comments on Dakota and the Eudoxcus Clan.

The broad General chuckled heartily, “You see, Artemis… not everything in this world is about the physical. Uh, let’s just say that I have some supernatural help.” Gods, finally. She had the vile man where she wanted him all along. They were finally making progress! “Supernatural help?” She repeated in mock confusion. “As in you’ve been cursed too?” “No! The gods forbid that.” He spat vehemently. “Somebody has been helping me out… a witch.” He finally confessed, a proud gleam in his eerily blue eyes. He didn’t know why he was telling her all of this— telling her things that nobody knew about… yes, not even his soldiers. Maybe it was because he was already smitten by her.

These men feared me, respected me but fear did not erase curiosity. When the doors finally slid shut behind the last executive, i allowed myself to breathe, the glass walls reflecting only my own image back at me. Perfect suit. Controlled expression. A man untouchable by the world, but could be destroyed by a curse. The pain surged again, stronger this time. I staggered toward the window, my palm slamming against the glass as the city sprawled beneath me but none of it mattered. Because the curse had returned. “You’re late Nath,” Mara’s voice said from behind me.

"Your powers are unlike anything this family has produced in three generations. I have seen what you can do when you are pushed. You cleared out an entire wing of soldiers the night the eastern border was breached. You were seventeen years old." "I know what I did," I said. "Then you know what you are capable of." He picked up his fork again. "We are running out of time, Seraphine. Destroying the Ashfords may be the only real chance we have to break this curse completely. The longer it sits on this bloodline, the worse it gets. You know that." I didn't say anything. "Sienna doesn't have much time," he said. "You know that too." The candlelight flickered.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.